I can't even begin to tell you how much I miss the mountains. This place has become such a tranquil and surreal place for me where I can go to escape. Back in college whenever something was stressing me out I would grab one of my climbing buddies, and head up the canyons for the day. Chalked up hands, and working the crux of the climb diminished all my stress. While this may seem cliche to say I became free in the canyons. The smell of the pines and fresh air freed my soul, and I became one with my environment. While I was only able to spend an hour this trip in Cottonwood Canyon I soaked up every minute of it as though it was the first time being there.

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